I caught sight of something so beautiful that no cloud could block.
The sky was clear and deep with drakness,
the land was silent and still with no witness.
The lonely Moon glowed sadly in the Heavens,
the stars glittered gently like a falling nickle.
The air was heavy and stealth with fog,
the wind was fast and cold as it whistles through the hollow logs.
It is a cold night this day, very cold ...
Where were the days when the Sun showed up in the sky,
to dry the tears of all that had cried.
Where were the clouds that rolled freely up in the sky,
to shade our faces that would run dry.
Where were the birds that flew up the in the sky,
to sing, to dance, to beautify the sky.
Where were you when I needed you most,
to know that I could never again hold you close.
The cold wind pierced right through my body,
causing numb and sorrow whenever I am lonely.
The cold wind pierced right through my heart,
causing me pain like a thousand paper cuts.
The cold wind pierced right through my soul,
causing me to ponder if I should go.
The cold wind pierced right through my life,
causing me to doubt whether I could ever survive.
It is a cold night this day, very cold ...
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